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Chapter 298 The Shadow of God



Chapter 298 The Shadow of God

Chapter 298 The Shadow of God

The Doomsday Horn is a sacred artifact given to Gabriel by God, containing a sealed power.

For countless years, Gabriel had never used this power, because it was his last trump card, a killer move that could only be used in the most critical moments.

And now, this is the most critical moment.

Once activated, that wisp of power transformed into a blurry figure that emerged from the Doomsday Horn. The figure's face was indistinct, only the outline of a middle-aged man could be vaguely discerned.

Xiu wore a simple white robe and stood barefoot in the void.

His figure was not tall, and even somewhat thin, but the moment he appeared, the whole world fell silent.

The wind stopped, the sword light stopped, and time seemed to stand still as well.

Raphael and the seven six-winged angels knelt down at the same time, chanting hymns of praise.

Gabriel also knelt down, holding the Doomsday Horn in both hands, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Lord, your servant begs for your protection."

The blurry figure didn't look at Gabriel or Raphael; it raised its head and looked at Li Jun.

Across the azure sword light, Xiu met Li Jun's gaze. Then, she smiled slightly, raised a finger, and gently touched the azure sword light.

The movements were very light and casual.

But the instant He raised His hand, an invisible force surged from His fingertips and met the cyan sword light.

That power was formless and intangible, yet it contained a supreme majesty, as if all things in the world had to submit to it.

The cyan sword light stopped before that force, not blocked, but frozen, like a butterfly encased in amber, suspended in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch.

"That's interesting."

Li Jun raised an eyebrow slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "You think an avatar can stop my sword?"

He gently twisted his wrist, which was holding the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

Clang!

The Demon-Suppressing Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, and amidst the sound, the frozen azure sword light suddenly trembled violently.

The cyan light on the surface of the sword grew brighter and brighter, changing from light cyan to emerald cyan, then to dark cyan, and finally to a rich, almost inky cyan.

The invisible force emanating from that blurry figure was extinguished instantly by this sudden burst of power, like a candle caught in a gust of wind.

The sword light continued forward, slashing towards the blurry figure.

The smile on the figure vanished as he watched the sword light continue to slash towards him.

He raised his hand again, this time not just a casual flick of the finger, but a hand seal, and a golden halo spread out from his palms to meet the cyan sword light.

Within the halo, the faint silhouettes of countless angels could be seen dancing, and millions of angels sang in unison, their hymns resounding, as if the entire heaven was blessing this halo.

"I say, this sword should not exist."

The golden halo collided with the cyan sword light, but there was no explosion, no roar, only an eerie silence.

The cyan sword light faded and blurred within the halo, like a painting being slowly dissolved by water.

That wasn't the sword light being shattered, but rather the very existence of the sword light itself being negated.

But just as the sword light was about to completely dissipate, Li Jun spoke.

"Your law of cause and effect governs Heaven and your believers, but what makes you think it governs me?"

His voice was calm, but every word carried an undeniable authority.

The earth veins of the Great Xia Dynasty surged beneath his feet, and an earthy yellow light emerged from the depths of the earth, flowing down his feet into his body and then into the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

Buzz!

The Demon-Suppressing Sword trembled violently, and the ancient runes on its blade lit up simultaneously, each one more dazzling than the last. The sword's cry became sharp and high-pitched, like the roar of an enraged beast.

The dissipating azure sword light solidified again under the infusion of the earth's vein power.

No, it's not just solidified; it's even more dazzling and sharper than before. It has changed from a deep blue-green that's almost black to a strange color that's somewhere between blue and gold.

Cracks began to appear on the golden halo in the face of this new sword light. The cracks spread rapidly, from the edge to the center, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire halo.

boom!

The golden halo shattered, and the blurry figure frowned slightly. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to unleash some divine magic again.

But this time, He had no chance. The cyan sword light pierced through Xiu's figure, cleaving him in two from head to toe.

The figure did not immediately dissipate after being cleaved, but instead transformed into two wisps of golden mist that slowly writhed in the air, trying to reassemble.

However, the sword intent left behind when the sword light pierced through the body prevented the mist from healing. Every time they were about to coalesce, they would be torn apart again by that residual sword intent.

Repeatedly, it becomes increasingly faint and thin.

"Interesting mortal." The figure spoke again before being completely annihilated, his voice calm and gentle, revealing no anger or frustration.

"Li Jun—I will remember you. When my true form is able to descend into the world, I will come back to discuss the Dao with you."

After saying this, He smiled slightly, then completely vanished into nothingness.

The moment that figure vanished, the Doomsday Horn let out a mournful cry, the sword marks on its surface cracked again, and finally, it exploded with a deafening roar.

Gabriel's mind was severely damaged once again. He spat out a large amount of golden divine blood and fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

But He did not fall to the ground.

Li Jun took a step forward and appeared in front of Gabriel.

"you----"

Gabriel spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.

But Li Jun didn't give the other party a chance to speak and directly struck out with his palm.

Gabriel's body shattered inch by inch under that palm strike. Cracks began on his forehead, spreading to his torso, his limbs, his severed wings, and finally—

boom!

The body of Gabriel, one of the four monarchs of the angel legion and a seraphim, exploded completely, turning into countless golden specks of light.

Golden specks of light drifted in the air, mingling with the fallen natural spirits and the specks of light from Uriel, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

Raphael and the seven six-winged angels froze at the sight.

Seraphim Gabriel died, his soul and spirit annihilated, completely vanished, and even the incarnation of the Lord could not save him.

"Next, it's your turn." Li Jun turned around, holding the Demon-Suppressing Sword, and looked at the remaining eight angels.

The eight angels simultaneously took a step back. At this moment, the pressure Li Jun exerted on them surpassed that of any other being, and even faintly approached that of—the Lord.

"You—you can't kill us," Raphael said with difficulty. "We are messengers of Heaven. You killed Gabriel, thus incurring Heaven's wrath. If you kill us too, the Lord will never forgive you—"

"Do you think your lord will spare me if I don't kill you?" Li Jun interrupted Raphael.

Raphael fell silent.

The answer is obvious: no.

From the moment Heaven decided to participate in this siege, the two sides were already locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"If that's the case, then what else is there to say?"

Li Jun raised the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

The eight angels simultaneously unleashed all their holy power, preparing to meet the terrifying attack that was about to fall.

But just then, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the sky, breaking the silence.

Immediately afterwards, one, two, three—dozens of auras emerged simultaneously from all directions, each one no weaker than Raphael's, and some even stronger.

Li Jun raised an eyebrow slightly, slowly put down the Demon-Suppressing Sword, and looked up at the sky.

"It's finally here."

His voice carried a hint of anticipation, a hint of fighting spirit, and a deeply hidden excitement.

"I've been waiting for you, for a long time."


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